Never Kiss Your Best Friend

Chapter 30

Aisha's POV

The chitter chatter kept on increasing as I and Riri sat in the separate booth of the club. People were sweaty and dancing like restless pigs. it looked like they are enjoying it, but it felt like they were just doing it for the sake of their body movement. Who danced like that?

Last week, after Aaron visited my apartment and flirted most unexpectedly, I was hesitant to talk to him. Not that we were not talking, but I was keeping a considerable distance with my words. I did not want to get hurt by the feelings that were brewing in my heart these past months. Because I knew they were false and I- whatever!

Riri grabbed a tequila, and gulped down, scrunching her nose. We were waiting for her friends to come, which I had never met. I thought Aaron was coming too, but he left as soon as we had dinner at his parent's house. One could expect the usual dinner with the McOwen family, consisting of loads of laughter and jokes. Alex indeed had the talent to insult his children whenever possible.

Riri was in full mood to spoil herself on her birthday with every peg and every dirty glance she was giving the boys passing by. That was one hell of a sight to see. Looking like a diva in her red satin dress, she was ready to burn the floor with her angelic smile in the pits of hell.

After fifteen minutes, two girls approached our booth with a grin acknowledging my presence with a gentle nod and that was that. No more introduction.

My eyes lit up when they landed on the smirking face of Frank. Between our Disney trip and today, we did not have the chance to meet but we talked in the chats hell a lot. For four years I was a loner without any friends, but my phone. Which meant I had a vast amount of memes and Frank and I created a good bond over those fun things.

He walked faster in my direction. Frank was about to turn a little and plop his ass down when a very familiar cologne hit my nostrils, and I looked at Aaron sitting by my side. Close to me. My eyes went wide, looking at him as he clenched his jaw, glaring at Frank.

"I told you not to come today," Aaron said loudly amidst the music.

Frank ignored his brother, sitting opposite me as he winked in my direction. I blinked but smiled at him.

"Frankie doodle, how are you my boy?" I said.

He took my hand in his and kissed the back of my palm. His soft lips lingered on my skin as he smiled against it. "Better now that I have seen the most beautiful girl in the club. I mean, look at you. Beauty in black. I knew why my friends used to call me devil,"

Aaron shifted closer to me. I ignored the touch of his shoulder on my bare bicep with all the will in my system as I re-focused my attention on Frank. "Why do they call you a devil?"

"Because look at you, looking like a diva a devil and an angel will start a war for," he said with such an easiness that my heart exploded, my cheeks tinted pink and my lips curled upward in an instant smile. A shy smile.

Maybe, just maybe, when Riri saw me with makeup and my final outfit in the evening and cried, it was not exaggerated. I mean, I felt beautiful with nude makeup, and red lipstick on my pouty lips. My ass long hair curled up in waves, and the black corset sleeveless top complemented the black four-inch long pencil heels.

Frank never left any chance to flirt with me, but I could not help him or Nicholas compare with Aaron. On the hierarchy of the-most-handsome-caring-loving-over-the-top-man, Aaron had the first position in all the departments. And the way Aaron reminded me of my beauty on Diwali- good god! Take my heart and let me bleed.

"Good, because I have never lost a battle. Let alone a war." Aaron said beside me, as he took the whiskey taking a sip. The adam apple bobbed up and down as he gulped and my eyes hovered over his lips. The liquid shone over the edge, in one smooth moment he licked it with his tongue. Something changed. Something related to the fluttering butterflies turning into a fucking zoo inside my stomach.